This grove of aspens is in the eastern Sierra, the range John Muir called “the range of light”. It is a magical place, especially on those crisp fall days when the aspens are at their peak of color, the sky is blue and the air is full of the sound of the gentle rustling of the aspen leaves in the breeze. There has already been a dusting of snow but winter is still a little ways off and the days hold a core of warmth. This piece is acrylic on canvas and measures 24″x18. It is available for sale on UGallery. Here is the link to its page:

This landscape has taken an embarrassing amount of time but at last it is done enough to photograph and set aside. I think it’s done but time will tell. The wild irises have been a grand sight this year up on the mountain. I’ve done studies of the blooms themselves over the years but have never before attempted a larger view such as this piece.

The painting is acrylic on canvas an measures 24″x30″. Sold.